My name is Scott, I 'm 23 this year. I 'm jolly normal, 5'10 and 170 pound. I 'm not bad looking but I wo n't be a mannequin anytime soon. I 'm middling nerdy I guess but that 's in these days for some odd reason. I work at telecom company as an applied scientist. I skipped a tier in richly schoolhouse and graduated early, went straight to college and got a job upon graduation.

This week is a leash day holiday and so I decided to visit home ; it 's been almost three months since the last meter I went home. My parents live only an hr or so from the metropolis but with body of work and life I guess I have just been slothful. I recently broke up with my girlfriend of eight months, apparently she says I was n't 'taking the kinship serious enough', whatever that means. I 'm not heartbroken though, I suppose I just do n't do good with commitment. I am not a player but I just seem to not 'fall in love'or whatever people seem to do these mean solar day. I blame the internet and pornography obviously for my discontent with romance.

It was a dainty morning when I drove into my parents driveway ; they do n't sustain a big house just a three bedroom, two bathroom, and two history. They moved recently claiming `` with all the kids out of the house we do n't need all the outer space ''. My mom is 45 and my dad is pushing 50. I guess they are n't old but they come from a generation that is vastly dissimilar from today.

When I opened the doorway I could n't help note my female parent bent-grass over in a reaching reaching her toes. She was wearing Louis Harold Gray yoga pants and a really pie-eyed tank top ; teat testing the material threshold. I just stood there and marveled at her flexibility and the way her pants were hugging her butt so firmly, the damp sweat smudge soaking her legs and chest. My mother Giselle is n't a bombshell by any means, she 's a typical soccer mom I suppose who happened to age substantially than most cleaning woman. She never really did drugs or smoking, moderate imbiber but does n't like beer. I guess she took attention of her wellness and it shows. She is n't very tall coming to just my shoulders, long drab hair currently tied in a tail, Nice wide baby bearing hips and perky lowly boobs. But that butt, especially in those drawers ... `` Hey hun ! '' she is staring at me around her legs now and I shook out of my daydream.

'' Hi mom, taking yoga now ? '' I did n't have it off if she was doing yoga or palate or whatever, I just needed to say something. In my head though I was thinking that 'the excogitation of yoga knickers might be the single greatest thing in the lowest century'.

'' No I 'm just doing dismount drill to keep my old bones from creaking. '' She grunts and she pushes down.

'' I highly think you 're old mom ''. I said honestly. I think most guys in their 20s tend to swing towards quondam women and when you hit mid 30s you swing back down to Edward Young girls, funny that.

'' Well I feel old, come give me a hug sweetie ''. I walk over to her and envelop my arms around her in a big hug and I could n't help oneself but sense excitement in my mole. She smelled alike heyday, exertion, and for want of a better Word 'sex'. She smelled wish sex and it was making me turned on. I quickly let go and walked to the kitchen to keep from having a full hard on aright there.

'' Where 's dad ? '' I said as she continues her stretching.

'' He 's still sleeping, he got home late conclusion night. My beginner Saint John is a pilot so he works at unearthly minute and is gone most of the time. `` What are your architectural plan with weekend ? '' my mom continues.

'' I still do n't know, I do n't really have anything planned except visiting you guys. I do n't really have any friends here. '' It was truthful, being the Einstein that I am I breezed through High School without ever making any permanent friends and all that drama. It was n't until college that I had fun and the stream admirer I have now were back in the city.

My mom stops and wipes herself with a towel walking into the kitchen to get a drink. She says `` there 's a festival this weekend at the vinery with wine and euphony, dad was suppose to take me but he got called in this weekend and will own to leave again when he wakes up. You probably do n't want to hang out with your old mom though right ? on your mini vacation ? ``

My design were going to just do laundry, eat some home preparation and jerked meat off on the lounge all weekend, maybe find out a picture. `` Sure mom, it 's a escort then '' smiling my most charm son grin. `` I have n't seen you in a while and have n't been to wine res publica in forever it sounds fun. '' I did want to get out to the wine country but not for the reasons my mom thinks, I just know there are two of my favorite things there. wine and married older women.

'' Really ? You wo n't be embarrassed walking with me and be bored looking at the craftiness and stuff ? '' My mom looks really energise, I guess she really wants to go to this thing.

'' Of course mom, whatever you want. '' I said smoothly.

'' goodness, I thought I was going to take in go alone or not go at all. '' My mom says with a speck of unhappiness. `` Well I 'm off to drive a rain shower now, attain sure you get to see your dad before he leaves today. '' She heads upstair and I glanced one more than meter at her ass, hypnotized by the way each bun sways up and down in turns. I guess this is n't the inaugural clock time I have looked at my mom in a sexual way. I 'm pretty much a downright pervert have always been since I discovered porn long ago during pubescence. Growing up spending most of my clip with sis and mom, dad gone all the fourth dimension will make you realize quickly what equipment the opposite sex has and definitely what PMS is but that is another report. I am not a ma 's boy but I am my mom 's dearie we did n't argue the way my sis and her did. I was the 'mature'one even though I am two years younger than my sis. My mom would always bail me out too when I got in difficulty with dad.

It was late afternoon when my dad woke up and tussled my hair as he set his bags down near the doorway. We had quick dustup exchanging the prerequisite inquiries into job and life story and he was off without even eating tiffin. Later my mom came down and sat at the mesa with me and said `` So when do you want to head out tomorrow ? ``

'' We can leave in the morning mom, we can do wine tasting and snap lunch someplace nice. '' I said. My mom looks at me and smile. She has this glowing about her and I wonder why she 's so excited about going to some festival.

'' Mmmm, I really want to eat at one of those places outdoor with the heyday and grape fields ! '' She exclaimed. I intently studied her grimace and she seems lost in her excitement.

The repose of the day went by in a flash, my female parent left to go shopping for a new kit. I did some laundry and task around the theatre and settled into the guestroom. It was late when my mom got home bursting with excitement about her new outfit. She then put her bagful into her way and came down to make dinner party. I just sat watching TV and occasionally glanced at her in the kitchen hum and cooking. She said she was so happy that her son is dwelling house with her because she is usually alone and misses being able to cook for more than herself. It was at this spot that I realized just how a good deal my dad works and how unfrequented my mom is. I walked up to her and gave her a reassuring hug and kiss on the face which she was all too felicitous to revert. Dinner was practiced, plain fair but I was honestly happy to eat my mom 's preparation again. I told her she can go get quick for bed while I cleaned the dishes. About an hour later she comes down in a shimmering robe, pretty cosy accommodation as I can see all the bender and contour line of her shapely woman body. As I was eyeing her she was busy making tea and I can see that her wooden leg were freshly shaved. I mildly wondered what else she shaved that evening. I shook my foreland and laughed to myself that I was eagerly checking out my own mom more frequently than rule. mustiness be horny I mused.

My mom came to the couch with two steaming phiz and set them on the coffee table. She seemed forgetful to the facts that her robe parted inappropriately high up and I can almost see her step-in as she folded her legs under her. My jeans are uncomfortably tight in the figurehead at this power point as I just sat there and stared between her pegleg. Her legs themselves were glazed and smooth, I wondered what they felt like. `` Scott ... ... .sweetie, your tea is getting cold. '' I snapped out of my fantasy and looked into her eyes wondering how tenacious she looking at me looking between her legs.

'' Oh, thanks mom. '' I was trying to look casual as I sipped my tea but I can feel her middle still on me, face impassive. `` Your legs are really beautiful and smoothen mom. '' I said in honestly.

'' Oh, thanks I just shaved them. Normally I would n't bother but I bought a really nice dress and wanted to look good tomorrow. '' She sips her tea and flush. I 'm not sure what she thought about my nonchalant comment but she seemed like she liked it. She puts down her tea and scratch her legs a little with a low moan.

'' What 's wrong ? '' I asked to break the silence.

'' Oh nothing just a little sore from walking all day shopping. '' She says while still kneading her legs.

'' Here, stretch them out over my ramification '' I said while putting down my cup and grabbing her foot. As she stretches out and lays her animal foot on my lap she turns and lays down and puts her head on the arm relaxation. I began to rub down her foot and calves.

She lets out a groan `` oh ... .Oh, that feels so good ''. I see that she has her eyes closed and a arm resting over her heart. I snuck a peak up her pegleg into her crotch and see that she 's wearing red pantie. As I work into her feet and lower legs her thighs rub together slightly and she squirms a bit and moans more. I grabbed her decent invertebrate foot and carefully began to slightly rub my entire hard on gently. I do n't suppose she posting, either that or she just did n't say anything. I pulled her infantry across my lap and scooted into her more and slowly jump to rub her thighs. Slowly, slowly, and methodically I knead my fingerbreadth into her stage all the spell sliding up. I ran my hand under her legs and squeeze play ever so slightly right below her ass. All the while she has her eyes closed and making pleasance noises quietly.

I massaged her for what felt like timeless existence and at the Saami clip not long enough. I realized she dozed off, breathing evenly. I stop my massage and stared at her for a foresighted fourth dimension. Taking in her lips and slender neck, down to heaving bureau and slightly opened robe revealing her glistening amphetamine breast. My massage/grope had slid her robe up to a clustering at her ass and I can see the lacey red scanty and give out her swollen womanhood. My handwriting instinctively moves towards her private parts slowly as if I were in a trance. I hovered right over her sex before I realized what I was about to do. I instead pulled her vest down and she slowly woke up.

'' I must sustain fallen asleep, my body flavor so relaxed. Thanks sweetie, that massage was what I needed. '' She gets up and stretches her munition over her headway like a cat and I marveled at her curves. `` I 'm going to bed now do n't stay up too recent I want to leave in the morning. '' she said and walking towards the stair, I notice she glanced down at my lap before smiling and heading upstairs.

I looked down and realized my zipper had come down and a bulge was clearly noticeable. 'Great'I thought to myself, 'now my mom probably thinks I 'm some sicko'. As I heard her door shut in her room I looked to where she was laying down and noticed that there was a wet spotlight on the cushion. I bent down to look closer and took a sniff, musky ; the scent nearly drove me crazy. I reached down and wipe it with my fingers and tasted it. I closed my eyes and imagined a wholly mouth replete of that sweetness nectar. Then it occurred to me that my mom must have gotten off from my groping. 'Hrmm'I thought she must be needing intimacy as much as I need it. Then I look at my operose cock and decided I needed to do something with this before I went to bed. I went into the guestroom and took out my laptop out of my bag and began to get comfy on the bed.

I was deep into my 'movie'; a porn about an older woman ( a good deal like my mom ) needing to fill herself anyway she can. I had my earphones on and stroking myself under the sheets engrossed into my perverse thoughts of my mom needing to satisfy her penury when my mom 's head popped around the door. I did n't hear her come in as my earphone were drowning out all sounds. I quickly pulled my hands up and my earpiece off pretending like I was n't just masturbating. I can see she has a short smile on her and a soupcon of a blush. `` Oh ... ... .oh I 'm sorry, I just came in to see if you had sufficiency blanket. ``

'' I 'm mulct mom. '' I said a little flustered.

'' Oh ok ... ... well good night ! '' my mom responds a lilliputian too chipper. As she closed the door I decided to just go to catch some Z's. I 'm thinking in my pass that my mom definitely knew what her son was doing, I guess it 's not the first time she caught me I suppose thinking back to my teenage years. At least I handled it a fiddling dependable than those days.

In the dayspring we both got up early and got set up. We ate breakfast and headed out. I was driving, my mother was wearing her new rig ; a white sundress with a floral pattern of green. It was quite low on her small petite chest and tease up almost to ass at the buttocks. She had her hair draped over her berm and had on matching heels. Her constitution was done lightly as if she were n't wearing any. I do n't mean I ever seen her wear upon something like that before and told her so, I said she look really awesome and that she will definitely turn some point at the fete. She giggled and smiled and said I was being sweet but I could evidence that she loved the compliment.

The drive was n't long, about 40 minutes but with all the citizenry going to the festival and the road being one lane it took longer. We talked about employment and family and listened to music. But as we were coming to a stop in traffic she asked me about my 'girlfriend'. I told her that I do n't have got one and that my last girlfriend broke up with me and the reason why.

'' Are you felicitous with just these go ? '' my mother ask tilting her head towards me.

'' I 'm happy just having fun mom. '' I said honestly. I do n't mind just meeting women and having some fun. Then she says quietly :

'' Well at to the lowest degree one of us is ... .. '' so light I almost did n't hear it. I turned to attend at her but she was already staring out the window lost in her own world. Her face was one of sadden resolve. I did n't know what to say except :

'' What about dad ? '' I could n't believe I was asking about my parents sex life.

She looked towards me and away again, I thought she was n't going to do but she started telling me how much my dad worked. She said that when he comes base he is too tired and wo n't give her the erotic love she needs. She has been lonely and yearning for some intimacy for long time. `` I have forgotten what a man 's advert flavor like. '' She sighs quietly as all the joy leaves her.

It broke my gist hearing and seeing her like this. I reached my hand out and grabbed her small handwriting. I decided today I was going to cheer her up. I told her that today she should just think of me as her appointment not her son. She seemed to be amused by that estimate and said `` ok beloved, I ca n't remember what to do on a date but I will try. ``

'' Ok Giselle, I will try to be the best date ever. '' It felt weird calling my mom by her name but I was going to wager this to the T. She giggled like a schoolgirl and pulled my hand up to buss it lovingly. I was excited now too `` I 'm serious mom just be yourself ... .just not yourself as a mom, be the hot adult female I somehow found the boldness to ask on a particular date ! '' I said jubilantly, smiling my devilish smile.

'' Oh I do n't know about hot but I do have to say I have such a handsome date. '' I see she is getting into it too.

As dealings thinned out we eventually reached one of the wineries and as we both started to walk towards the entranced my mom puts her arms around my backbone. I gave her a smile and put my manpower on her berm and we went in. That afternoon we spent a bang-up amount of money of time consuming wine-colored and little snacks. We had tiffin at a small Bistro that my mom said that she loved the terrace. We joked and laughed. We bantered and there was a lot of touching nothing unplayful just an arm or a leg, neck and back. I forgot all about the other cleaning lady there, my mom was amazing when she is in her element and I think the wine helped too. She was so beautiful in her dress and I flattered her outrageously. She would blush, smiling, and labour her hair out of her eyes blinking. I was so mesmerized that I almost step forward to osculate her a few sentence but I caught myself. My mom was levelheaded and her wit was just as sharp and sassy as any young lady I flirted with back in the city.

It was getting late into the evening when we were walking mitt in deal along a grove of olives just out back from a vineyard. By this time I think we each had almost a bottleful of wine each in us and I for one was feeling really happy rummy but still rightfulness before I lost complete ascendance. I think my mom was there as well as she was all smiling and laughs.

'' God you are beautiful Giselle. '' I looked towards her and whisper in her ear. She leaned into me and I nipped at her ear lobe. She yelped and started to giggle.

'' I bet you say that to all the over the hill ladies ... '' She says in mock severity.

'' Over the J. J. Hill ? Are you crazy ... ... your body is as hot as any 20 class old I ever ... .... '' I was just about to say 'any 20 year old I ever bent over and fuck silly'. I could n't say that though ... ... could I ?

'' Any 20 year old you ever what ? '' She 's grinning mischievously like a girl catching her boyfriend in a inadvertent admonishment.

'' I ever ... ... ... loved with my heart and soul. '' I said sarcastically rolling my eyes.

'' Riiight, more like with your stopcock and lump ! '' and she burst out laughing at the look on my face hearing my mom talk like that. I could n't help laughing with her. The dirty minx.

'' Anyways ... ... .as I was saying. '' Trying not to be flustered while staring at her dead body openly. `` You are not at ALL showing any age. I can say with all satin flower that any guy Cy Young or old would be drooling over a chance to be with you ! ``

'' wellspring thank you, and ... ... .what about you ? Are you one of those guys ? '' She said one eyebrow going up. I can tell she was feeling the effects of the wine.

'' I ... ... um ... ..yes. '' I really wanted to say that I would get laid her any which way. Hrmm I guess I was feeling the wine too, I was getting too tidal bore. But I see her reflection over my admittance and she seems to accept gone into her own world before turning walking towards the edifice that was coming up. smiling to herself.

We decided to get dinner there and try to sober up a little before we drove dwelling house but I was wrong. Mom wanted more wine and I could n't resist sharing a bottle with her as we had a nice dinner of lamb and mixed veggie. We shared ice ointment for afters and I could n't keep my intellect clean as I watch her slurp vanilla ice cream from a spoonful, clapper flicking away. I could just imagine that knife on my turncock and felt a rise in my knickers. She seemed to notice me looking and smiled. I wondered what that smile was for ... ..

As we left the restaurant my mom said `` I do n't conceive we should be driving habitation in our stipulation. '' I glanced at my alky mom and thought that the cab home would cost too often. Before I could say anything she suggested `` there 's an inn right next threshold we should slack up and sober up. '' Thinking no other way I agreed and we got a room. As it happens that the festival was in good swing the only room they had was a one bed suite. I got it without further contemplation.

The room was squeamish, a slight old and old style but at least it was sporty. My mom was lying on the bed on her backrest and I can see her skirt ride up very far. I could n't help but just require to jump on her and assault the hell out of her but that was disturbed thinking. She seemed to still be in a playful humor and coyly said `` Is this part of the date too ? I think you have me mistaken for some college slut. '' She rolled the utmost word of honor 'slut'in a slutty way which is dry if you think about it.

'' Oh I never thought you were easily. '' I said flippantly.

'' Oh ... ... were you going to try and win my step-in ? '' I 'm not exactly certainly how much of her was joking and how much was the vino but it got me hot. But we both can feel the tension in the air.

'' You 'll find out soon I suppose. '' I said thinking I have nothing to mislay. Except my saneness, maybe my relationship with my mother, a fortune on therapy. Oh well you win some you lose some. My cock was in the driver seat now. I walked over to her and straddled her knees to both side of her articulatio coxae. I leaned down and said `` Giselle ... ... do you trust me ? ``

She stares into my middle and I could n't quite say what I saw ; luxuria, trepidation, amusement, and maybe a trivial bit of fear. `` I trust you. '' She finally says.

I did n't require to play reach believe play date anymore so I leaned close to ears and said `` mom ... ... you know I love you and it hurts me that you are so amazing yet you 're so sad and lonely. I want to make you forget about all your hurts just for tonight. '' I think calling her 'mom'instead of her figure snapped her out of her use looseness but she still seems to be musing over what I just said.

'' I 'm not surely what you mean sweetie. '' She said a little afraid of what was about to happen.

'' Mom ... ... '' tentatively I continued `` I just want you to confide me, that I never want to injure you but I want to do something for you. Can you do that just relax and trust me ? '' I was close to losing my resolve as I saw her stare right into my eyes and then she closes them and nodded.

I scooted her up the bed and she laid there with eyes closed and shaking in anticipation. I started with her feet like the night before, rubbing them but this clip I brought them to my sassing and started kissing her toes. She gave a quick jerk when I put them in my mouth but settled into a low murmuration. I kissed my way up her legs and I can see her hired man were poised to push me away the closer I got to crotch. I expected her to catch my brass away when got to her intimate second joint but she slightly opened her ramification instead. I kissed and sucked on her inner thighs right where it meets her vagina. She was arching her backbone and moaning quietly.

I could smack her getting wet, it was heaven, like an addiction It drove me to kiss and cream her stage harder. With my hands I pushed her chick up around her waistline exposing her lacey black thongs, I was expecting something more conservative but was n't disappointed in the spate. I just looked for a while before putting my mouth directly over her cunt, it was n't slow or romantic but urgent and primal. I had a mission and that was to get my mom off as hard as she could.

I thrust my lingua into the cloth hugging her lips and pushed my tongue into her along with panties. They were soaked before joining with spit but now they were thoroughly wet. I can feel her tense up and she brought her hands to her mouth to repress a cry of pleasure. In one Dean Swift bm I brought both my script to her pantie waist and pulled them down and around her ankles. Well I thought there 's one mystery solved, she definitely shaved last night. She kicked them off with repose and I went back between her legs. As my tongue parted her mouth and lapped up her button she cried out `` I ... ..we ... ..we should n't ! '' Her hand were holding my face.

I calmly pushed her hands away and said slowly and quietly `` commit me. '' She seemed to do just that and put her hands on the back of my nous instead. I was in full sex mode now and was going at it toilsome with my tongue as I brought my bridge player and slid two fingers in facing up into her really wet puss. I began rubbing them side to side slowly at first but began gaining in speed as I sucked away on her clit. She began writhing and pushing her hips into my typeface. As I can feel her juice building up and swelling I began to lunge my fingers deeper in and out. She fell quiet not breathing but then all of sudden she lets out a breath and yell `` Oh shit, I 'm cumming ... ..oh shit. '' Her body starts to thrash about and I see that her eyes are glazed, rolling into her head.

Once she settles down I can see that under her, everything was wet along with the hem of her skirt. I moved up her soundbox trying not to disturb whatever orgasmic realness she was in at the minute and started to nuzzle her neck softly. She wrapped her limb around me and I slowly started to unzip her dress on the side. Once it was all unzipped I started to heighten off of her and pulled down her dress exposing her cute little breast. They were n't big but because of that they remained perky. I started to lick on her nipples and she jerked every meter put my back talk around them and sucked. I kissed all over her consistence from neck to toes and back again but raised up and looked into her face.

She had such a satisfy formula on without any soupcon of sound judgment. I tentatively lowered down and gave her a candy kiss and she kissed me back. I lower and hovered over her mouth, her pink lips slightly ajar and I can see her perfect white tooth. As I hovered I licked her down lips quickly and again. She moved her read/write head up to try to trip up me but I was too fast. This went on for a bit with my fast tongue darting in and out, sometimes lapping her lower lip sometimes upper lip. She seem to acquire tired of the game and used her script to pushed my face into her in a passionate kiss, both our lingua working to subdue the other. I ran my hand down her diffuse body and grabbed her ass and pulling her stage up. I reached over and started rubbing her wet mouth between her pegleg and she let out a breath. She reached to attract my shirt over, only pausing in her osculation to pull my shirt over my foreland.

Then she reached down and unbutton my pants and slowly stuck her deal into my boxers. As her fingerbreadth pourboire grazed the tip of my cock I almost exploded all over her fingers. She began to lightly run her fingerbreadth down my shaft and cupped my clump and back up to the tip.

I paused my fingering her tenacious enough to pull my trouser and boxershorts down my legs and kicking them off clumsily. She seemed to get a gripe out watching me fuck up and let out a shortly laughter. All I could do is smile seeing her in all her joy. The anxiety we were feeling about doing something so taboo seemed to ingest vanished as we stared at each former and the universe seemed to stop. Like the tactile sensation you get when you are too excited for something and have an outer body experience like watching yourself. It 's a bit like succumbing to vertigo but as I came back to myself I realize I was just standing there with a raging hard on pointing right hand at her and her proclivity on her elbow joint enjoying the view of my body as I am of hers.

I moved forward intending to mount her missioner and push myself inscrutable inside her but as I got between her pegleg she suddenly shot out like a cobra and grabbed my tool in her right bridge player and brought her mouth on it. The instant warm suction that I experience was so great that I shot out a clustering of incoherent bowed stringed instrument of curses I think something like ; dick-shit-mother-fucking-holy-dick-suck. Or something of that nature. My mom just replied by going deeper and gagging a short. I never knew she had the skills but I guess you learn something everyday huh.

I wanted zip more than to cum right then into her mouthpiece but I still wanted to get some of that oh so wet and toothsome pussy. I pushed her off and had her turn over on all quaternity. I put a pillow under her belly and she instinctively brought her ass up. I move behind her and looked at her overnice knit prick. I wondered if anyone has ever had the pleasure of that love gob. I reached down and opened her nerve extensive with both my hands and wedge my tongue in her ass. She cried out but put her head down on the bed and started making small yipping noises. I pushed my glossa in and finally got the tip into that tight vise of a annulus. She moaned and I heard her own versions of incoherent sentences.

Not being able to resist anymore I brought my shaft and rubbed her slippery slit getting both our juices mixed and slid in slowly all the way until my clod hit her clitoris. I began slowly move back and Forth River pushing down on her lower back and squeezing her ass boldness. As I got into a more faster rhythm I stuck my finger into her asshole and she started thrashing around lost in her coming. All I could get word was oink and groan muted by the fact that her facial expression was buried into the sheets. Her toes curled and her paw were grasping the sheets for purchase. I took this moment to really get pounding her. I grabbed her hips and started going for broke trying to nail as hard as I can into her ass, our leg were dripping with juices running down. Shortly after trying to break my mom 's coxa I screamed out in pure blissfulness as I came inside her while pushed all the way into her cervix. I collapsed on top of her still inside and reached to attract the now soaked pillow from under her. As our consistence meshed into one another slippery and sticky from our sweat I reached with both deal and took both her hands and wrapped them under her so we were cupping her boob. After a spell my sonant cock slipped out of her and I felt my cum oozing out of her pussycat. Not wanting to locomote but knowing I was crushing her I finally got off and went to get a towel from the bathroom. When I came back she was on her back and her oculus were closed. I wiped my dick with one towel while I held the other. I moved to her incline and began to clean the outside of her pussycat, leg, and stomach. I pushed the towel under and told her to elevate her hips up a little and she did. Using my two fingers I dug inside of her and shoveled out the cum, there was a lot thinking to myself that I never came that much before, I was rather gallant. As I scooped cum out of her and was about to wipe my finger's breadth clean she grabbed my hands and brought my digit to her mouth and sucked my fingers clean with a `` MMmmmm '' the solely thing I heard.

My judgement was totally broken, that was the most erotic thing I have ever seen in my life and I 've watched a lot of dirty dirt ; women eating creampies were some of them but to watch my mom do it with my own cum was idea blowing.

I just stood there with my finger in her rima oris and watched her. After she was apparently satisfied with the cleanliness of my two fingers she let go of my hands and reached out and pulled me onto the bed. Lying down adjacent to her she moved and cuddled up following to me and without saying a single word went to catch some Z's. I must consume been wiped out as well because as laid there thinking about her trunk I fell into a deep slumber.

In the morning I woke up feeling refreshed and yawned. I looked next to me but my mom was gone. I began to freak out about the logical implication of that ; wondering if she regretted it or hated me. what if she felt ashamed and became even more get down. I got up took a shower to wash off all the sticky sex from me and got dressed. As I was just about to hollo her on my phone my mom came in the door.

'' Morning, I was wondering where you were. '' I said cautiously.

'' Morning sweetie ... ..I just went for a walk, it 's a gorgeous day today. '' She did n't seem any different but she could be just hiding it like a master spy. `` Did you want to get breakfast first or did you want to just go home ? '' She said just as casually.

'' We can just go household, I 'm not that hungry unless you are ? '' Playing it cool, even though I was dying to sing about what we did lastly night.

'' Ok hun, did you need me to drive ? are you hung-over ? '' She asked in a maternally way. She was n't very motherly sucking cum from my fingers I thought darkly.

'' I can push, make ? '' I replied. could n't help oneself but glint at the bed one death sentence before leaving and my mom caught me looking. I wonder what she was thinking.

On the way plate there was n't much conversation as my mom slept as soon as she got in the car. I wonder if she was just avoiding me or was she wore out from our strenuous body process. She slept all the way home and jerked awake when I drove up the driveway.

'' Oh I 'm dreary sweetie but I must of been more tired than I thought ! '' she exclaimed. I bet you were I thought.

'' It 's ok mom. Is there anything you need from the car ? '' I asked like a good son I am.

'' No I have everything, I 'm going to take up a shower first then I 'll fake lunch for us. '' She said. I decided that if mom was going to pretend like nada pass off then I wo n't play it up. Not yet at least.

That all day nothing seemed out of the ordinary bicycle, mom never brought it up. I was leaving in the evening back to the city and leaving my mom alone again.

As I was packing my bag in the guestroom my mom comes in standing in the room access. `` sweetie ... .thank you. '' She finally says after a duo of hour. She seems to have found her resolve.

'' For what mom ? '' Trying to get her to actually broach the matter of our incestuous night. I know I should have just said 'you 're receive'and move on but I was form of hurt. I did thought there was something special between us beyond a son relieving some sexual foiling from his mom.

'' Thank you ... ... for last night, it 's been so long since I felt like a desirable cleaning woman, let alone a lover. I hope it was n't eldritch for you or anything ? If so I have the therapist act on stop number telephone dial for both of us. '' She said with a nervous chuckle.

I got up from packing and walked to her and pulled her into an bosom. She hugged me back and as we broke apart I held onto her shoulders and pulled her into a candy kiss. She was reluctant at outset, probably debating the consequence of it but soon started putting her glossa into my mouth.

As I pulled back I breathily said `` Giselle, I 'll hollo you again. '' With a evil smiling I started walking away.

She scoffed and swatted me on arm and I could see she was blushing. She was smiling. `` that 's what they all say. '' She shot at me with a bit of SAS. All I could do was laughter but she was n't done, `` so I 'm like a booty outcry now or something ? '' she said this while flipping her fuzz and pretending to be offended.

'' MOM, do you even know what that means ? '' I asked, I would stimulate laugh but I was too aghast.

'' steady I have cable and spate of time to see. Why do you mean you smiled so much last night. Oh and do try to come home more often ok '' She said with a evil grinning of her own as she walked out of the room swaying her hips leaving me truly befuddled and super horny.

After that weekend I made indisputable to visit home base more and more .